Six Angels

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She's much taller

But cuter than the other five

Staring at me like,

I stole her fair share Pizza

All I did back, a wonder gaze

And an open mouth in bye mirth

Fight or flight, okey let's run

No, friends are near

I should get back

Maybe some other time

Said myself in lunch aim

Yep yep, all Indians are my brothers and sisters,

But she still hates me though 😪

#thelunchwasgood

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